On Time
In death do we finally outlast time? It's hard to arrive at any concrete place with an abstract concept. We are reminded of Time when we measure the distance from here to there. Something I've been reflecting on since my last visit to a Zendo I started going to recently is just how much less anxiety seeps into my life when I try to cram fewer things into my schedule. Those who know me would agree that I've always had a rather antagonistic relationship with time, either willfully ignoring or being annoyed by its existence. Sometimes I think my seeming inability to keep track of it is a form of protest against a thing that rules so much of our lives. Ever since the hecticness of grad school, it seems as though my main goal in life has been moving towards spaciousness. You can't create more hours of the day but you can develop a better relationship with time. Less is more, has become my mantra I tell myself anytime I get the itch to overschedule. There will always be sc...